Iwas 13 when I first discovered porn – in 2006, the year Twitter launched, when Borat was in cinemas, and the Nintendo Wii had us in a chokehold. I was hunched over in the corner of the living room where the PC was, after my parents had gone to bed, I wasn’t exactly sure what to do. I’d had my first wet dream a few months prior and watching porn somehow seemed like a natural next step, based on whispers I’d heard at school.

And so the hyper-performative porn stars on screen basically taught me how to jerk off, and showed me what sex looked like – what it should look like .

Now, I’m a 31-year-old man, and porn has been the closest thing I’ve had to an addiction . I have often compulsively reached for a porn-filled screen as a crutch, not only in search of sexual exploration and re

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